Awareness is the echo in a hot pool – hushed mystique,
when heartbeats pulse a ripple to the rim.

Awareness is the whisper of cool vapour on a cheek
while warmth is wrapping water ’round each limb.

Awareness is the shadow of a contrast made unique.
Reflection freezes time as all else fades.

Awareness is the saltiness that dews upon each peak,
the sweetness of breath’s sensual cascades.

Awareness is the scented past that reaches out to speak
of memories that link with ageless youth.

Awareness is emotion interceding in the meek,
revealing a mosaic of the truth.